Later, when your famous children are writing books about what an awful parent you were—especially because you
dressed them like a freaking iPod as a baby—don't say we didn't warn you. But if you're not of the belief your child
will ever have a strong public voice with which to decry your questionable parenting, and are of equally fervant
resolve on your love of the iPod, we welcome you to iPod your baby with iPod My Baby. "Because the only thing cuter
than a baby, is an iPodified baby." Whatever the hell that means.
P.S. When Apple cracks down on their domain name too, does that mean they're going to just have to call themselves "My Baby?"